Shepherd's Haven Event: Devil's Night

[devils_shadow]

Who: Damon the doppelganger and OPEN TO ANY IN SHEPHERD'S HAVEN
What: Devil has an announcement to make in the form of arson and violence. Aforementioned player plot shenanigans.
Where: Shepherd's Haven
When: Forward dated to the night of October 30th, and probably into the morning of the 31st. Devil's night, in other words.
Status: Open with some closed-ish subthreads!
Warnings: Arson and violence?

No night had ever been so aptly named.

Shepherd's Haven wasn't anywhere near Michigan, but that didn't mean the festivities of Devil's Night couldn't be spread to far and wide locales. It was the perfect night, in fact, for the creature known as a demon to remind the sleepy little haven of precisely why it was unwise to prod the beast. Perhaps the one who called him there had forgotten, or perhaps he simply thought the devil had more bark than bite.

Oh, how wrong he was.

It began with fire. Several fires, to be precise. Small at first but fed with whatever accelerant Damon could find on hand. Fuel left unguarded, dry hay or straw. Did you know compost burns very well? It does, oh how it burns. And each fire set at different locations across the town, so quickly and so close to simultaneous one might almost think that they were set by several people at once.

Or one that could move very, very quickly.

The cherry on top was a door with a fading red "X" painted on it, ripped from its hinges and set ablaze, then left on the steps in front of the town hall.

[[OOC: Leaving this fairly open for anyone to react to and have their own threads/etc. of what's happening. Separate threads will go up for some more planned stages of the event, but if anyone wants to be unfortunate enough to run across Damon while he pursues his arsonist rampage through SH go ahead and put up a toplevel and just toss in the comment header that you want me.

Have fun dealing with those fires and rampaging demon, guys!]]

Comments

[brotimaeus]

"Yeah, right..." Biggest load of bullshit he'd ever heard, in his opinion, but at the moment slowly bleeding to dead with a chance of being saved sounded better than quickly bleeding to death and that being the end of it.

So, he dropped both hands to the ground and clenched his fists as a vain distraction from the throbbing in his torso.

"Look, if I don't make it, I'll need you to find someone for me."

[verweiledoch]

It's the job of the friends, relatives and next of kin to tell people that they're definitely going to be OK and they aren't allowed to talk like that. For better or worse, doctors who spout that kind of rhetoric are irresponsible and risking dishonesty.

He keeps the pressure focused forward and down, thinking ahead to when they are going to carefully saw through this sword's blade to shorten it and minimize the trauma of pulling it through. With any hope, it can bet cut and isn't one of those Numbered, inconveniently indestructible affairs.

"Yes? Who do you need?" He asks softly.

[brotimaeus]

He'd see through the bullshit, in any case, and all it would be is an aggravation. While he's already slowly bleeding out he doesn't need the irritation of knowing he's being lied to at the same time.

They're just lucky the sword isn't his.

"My-- ah, ow." Richard can't help but laugh just then. Fuck, it hurts. "My son. Tony. Anthony Sparado. He'd want to know.. what happened to me."

[verweiledoch]

Faust keeps his gloved hand staunchly on the compress. "Your son? Tony Sparado? OK, got it. I've got a very good memory," he assures him with a nod of his blonde head. "Do you know where I can find him? If you feel too tired or the pain is too bad, please wait until we are in a more stable environment to answer. It will not be much longer."

[brotimaeus]

"Don't know where he is right now."

Funny, it was actually getting easier to breathe. It hurt less. He didn't have to be a doctor to know that probably wasn't a good sign. "Don't know if.. Damon didn't get to him first."

It was something that he had to consider, even if he didn't want to. Damon might not have killed him, but he wouldn't put it past the doppel to kill Tony.

[verweiledoch]

"Don't you? OK, that's OK," Faust is quick to reassure him, not wanting him to exert himself while they wait for the ambulance. "He'll be found and sent to your side as soon as possible, I'll make sure of it. That's my promise to you."

Living or dead, he doesn't add, knowing that he has to maintain that air of professional hope without any specifics.

"Damon is the one who attacked the settlement, yes? We'll find out soon enough. Until then I need you to stay awake and focused on breathing regularly. The ambulance is driving this way now."

And, in fact, it's doing just that.